[ at the same moment mako casts his spell, fushimi sends a dagger flying right between the shadow's eyes. as the shadow shrieks, his persona manifests as a mass of water that soon transforms into a fox, fur and all, with a strange key in its mouth.
—oh, okay. he's the dps. that's cool. as he draws the saber by his side, he quickly utters the words, ]
Fushimi, ready—!
[ and charges at the shadow. look, old habits die hard, and maybe he misses his clan...
his strikes are swift and merciless. the scuffle lasts shorter than it often does, he finds, and he comes out of it unscathed. so, that's a plus. ]
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—oh, okay. he's the dps. that's cool. as he draws the saber by his side, he quickly utters the words, ]
Fushimi, ready—!
[ and charges at the shadow. look, old habits die hard, and maybe he misses his clan...
his strikes are swift and merciless. the scuffle lasts shorter than it often does, he finds, and he comes out of it unscathed. so, that's a plus. ]